On the muted music of the zephyr, the viridescent folks' dance and the fluffs veiled in white, sallow, and orange tinges glide in the mid-air. In this pristine swathe shield by a mysterious guard against intruders, there's no gravity to land from jovial vibrations.
Have you ever felt the rain on your cheeks smelling like a burgundy rose in the sunlight? Or the fear that drives away the fire for weeks from your soul, brought by the zephyr of the night?
Have you ever read the unwritten letters with the wandering feather of the folly, about the predicted destinies in sweaters and the voiceless hearts who forget to remain jolly?
Have you ever seen the floating married couples searching for their star in the clouds, up in the sky, how they are looking for dizzying touches and chuckles while writing their love on white sheets, in the hot July?
Have you ever heard the sharpened words, the ones with hidden or multiple meanings, how the blind hopes are torn apart by swords bringing up bitter enigmas and bad feelings?
I did. I felt all of this. I've seen all of this. How I was smashed in million pieces by the pain, and yet, I believe Life will give me another kiss. It'll get better one day, even if it's trying to rain.
The wind had it all Commenced from the hills Brought down by currents It flew Urged me to reminisce That brought Benevolence in my heart It was this same wind who taught me Not to dwell upon the past grievances But to maintain my constant endeavours It was the same wind again With its tender sweet soul Showed me how beautiful life is And it's worth living A million times.... The name is “zephyr"
Frisky zephyr tickles my senses in mischief of fate Dulcet melody intoxicates my heart in hues of love Season of spring swirls me in storm of hazy desires A tinge of red in my face as i steal those furtive glances Novel emotions flowing in river of love seeping in me Burning in these flames I die alive to refect in your eyes Like a phoenix , I am reborn , Colored to suit your whims.